The Photo Hut - Thursday

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Liz had had a nice Thanksgiving with Prompto and Noctra and she was looking forward to getting ready for Christmas and the upcoming festive season. She was spending most of the morning finishing up some last end of month admin work before, which she didn’t have a lot of she decided to start bringing out the Christmas decorations so they were ready for decorating the store later.

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And Prompto was using his morning to turn the very, very last of the leftover turkey into soup, and he'd attempted to make some nice fluffy rolls that would be perfect for dipping into it, but came up with...significantly less fluffy rolls than anticipated, but they weren't flat out hockey pucks, so he was going to take even his dense, slightly hard but still chewable rolls as a victory all the same.

The real trick, now, was figuring out how best to get downstairs with all that because Noctra had started crawling and now wanted to crawl everywhere, just as he'd expected, so managing a squirmy baby who just wanted to move as well as lunch all in one go was going to be a feat.

So it was clearly baby backpack time, which felt a little weird, gearing up just to go downstairs, but in the backpack, Noctra could still move her legs and arms while Prompto's hands were free to bring down the food, and, so, feeling like he was preparing more for a hike in the woods than just a hike down the stairs, they set off.

"And thus!" he announced dramatically when he arrived in the shop. "The end of an era befalls us, and the last of the turkey...." He moved over to the desk and knelt down (as best he could with a squirmy baby on his back) to offer up the bag of lunch like paying tribute, "...has been used. Enjoy it, my lady, for as previously discussed, a Thanksgiving dinner by my hands may never, ever occur again."

And then he chuckled a little at his own antics before lifting his face to her and getting back up again. "Also," he added, "hi. How's it going down here this morning?"

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Liz giggled as she was offered the lunch back and took it gratefully, "oh wow I thought we weren't going to finish the turkey the way it was going for a while but thank you, I will truly savour this sandwich if this indeed our last Thanksgiving," she grinned, "and hi," she said as she took to coo softly at Noctra on Prompto's back, "it hasn't been too bad here this morning, finished up some end of month admin work, I was actually thinking if I didn't have too much work this afternoon that I'd get started on decorating the store for Christmas," she said, "how has your morning been?"

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"Oh, no," Prompto said, "I've been totally ripping through it with sandwiches all week...can't you tell?"

His hands went to his stomach, which he was puffing out a little for effect as he patted it, and then regretted doing so because, ohgods, what if she actually could? Gonna have to hit the jog extra hard before work tomorrow!

"And oooh, Christmas decorating! Can we help? And it's been good! The bread is questionable, but the soup us pretty good, I think I just got too distracted chasing this little nugget," Noctra let out a delighted giggle as Prompto tickled her foot and she kicked it away then waited for mode, "all around the place. I knew nothing would be safe once she started really moving. Including baking, apparently!"

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Liz smiled at that, "of course you can both help," she assured them, "and I can't believe she's started crawling now," she added fondly, "I think we're definitely going to have our hands full trying to keep up with her,"

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"We were definitely playing on easy mode before," Prompto agreed with a chuckle, especially as those delighted giggles turned into fussiness over her cruel restriction in a place she hadn't crawled around in before. "Now the real difficulty kicks in. But I think maybe we can distract her for a little while with some bright lights and shiny decorations,right, little lady?"

The little lady and her grip on Prompto's hair did not seem to agree, but he winced and suffered tgrough it like he'd done plenty of times before. But, hey! At least she was laughing again!

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“It’s worth a try right?” Liz said hopefully, “and maybe if she’s distracted enough it will give Rain a chance to recover from being chased by Noctra as well,” she added, knowing that Rain was not impressed by these recent developments.

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"I think Rain," Prompto chuckled, before wincing a little and interrupting himself with a gentle reach behind him to attempt to pry Noctra's fingers loose from his hair and a, "Okay, sweetie, let's not make Daddy bald before he's forty, he does not have genetics in his favor there..."

Or anywhere, really.

"I think Rain," he tried again, once he'd managed to successfully distract Noctra with his hand instead of his hair, "is going to find whole new creative ways of hiding that we can't even imagine. I found her tucked inside one of the cubbies of the bookshelf this earlier."

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Liz smiled fondly as she watched Noctra and Prompto, "its probably going to become a game for Noctra, find out what new hiding place Rain has for the day, even though I think if Rain's smart, she'll find a place to hide up high that Noctra can't reach," and then there was a pause as she considered Noctra, "at least right now anyway," she added.

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"Although, to be fair," Prompto countered, "we both know Noctra's one smart cookie, but if Rain manages to get outmanuevered by a kid who can't even walk yet, I think she kinda deserves what's coming to her."

Bold talk for a guy now wincing again as said kid grabbed another fistful of his hair with a laugh bordering on maniacal.

"Okay, okay," he said, shifting to pry her off again, "message recieved, no more baby backpack."

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Liz giggled at that, "okay that's true," she said with a grin as she tilted her head slightly, "I really should have done some baby proofing down here so she could at least have a bit of a crawl around," she considered, "maybe I should work on that this afternoon as well,"